At the bar of the gypsies' lair at the barrier, Barbara was dancing, the gypsy of the priest. In the baroque hut, with fustian benches, a barcarole was grumbling like a baritone. The bartender, a gossiper and a demagogue wanker, bubbled pulp of cotoneaster in a jug, just under the balance beam of the barber who was sipping from a jug. The bearded, hypocrite Escobar, the broker and the gambler with hatchet at the brim, equally shared tobacco with Barabas, the dam boatman, who barred the chart at craps. Blocked with balance beams, at least they have a bar. Barbaric.

(Translated by Denisa Dărăban / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In January 2021, the group has 3.000 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes almost daily. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

*Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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